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My body is tired

My body is tired. It used to be beautiful.

You have always been beautiful.

 

Love is not about passion or pretence or penetration.

It is about lying toes to toes, hip to hip, nose to nose.

Breath as sweet and soft as the smoke of sandalwood .

 

A long time ago I said it wasn’t supposed to be like this.

Now I know it was supposed to be exactly like this